Date: Fri, 5 Mar 2010 07:18:51 -1000
From: Julian Travis
Subject: Vancouver Olympics-Apollo Ohno (gay/celebrity)
Disclaimer: This is pure fantasy, just fiction. Nothing in the content is
factual or real.
Story: This is a letter Apollo Ohno wrote in his journal which was found in
his village room after the Winter Olympics in Vancouver.
Chapter One:
Journal:
I never knew that it was in me. All of my life I was very dedicated to
learning how to be an excellent athlete, especially when I got into ice and
speed skating which has led me to become one of the top American Olympian
in history.
I did not know that my life would be altered until the Vancouver Winter
Olympics. A few years I went after the Hollywood lifestyle, sleeping with
different kinds of wild women who wanted to try a piece of my manhood. I
did not know how to fall in love and just thought my youth made me more
lustful then romantic. And while these women were avialable without
attachments, I took full advantage of that.
In the recent years, I realized that sex with women was not as exciting as
I initially thought it was. I was becoming bord with the same kind of
experienc. . . date, fuck, and leave. And the sex was okay, but it lacked
something inside of me.
Using my practice for the Vancouver Olympics, I promised my dad that I
would be celebate and do my life differently. He was happy and I was at
peace.
Then it happened.
As I arrived at the Olympics Village where I would be staying, I did see
one of a few of the American Idol stars visiting some of the other
athletes. I am pretty much to myself even when I was running around
Hollywood or dancing on Dancing with the Stars on television. I am really
a loner.
As I was checking in, I saw CNN's Dr. Sanjay Gupta at the receiving desk.
I remember watching him and admiring his knowledge and personality. When
Sanjay saw me, he glanced and then glanced again. I was used to people of
both sexes doing that, not interpreting the second glance as a sign of
sexual interest. Realizing it was Sanjay, I smiled and moved my head
downward. That was a sign of my own bashfulness. I do not like to sustain
an eye contact, so I moved my eyes downward and interesting enough my eyes
dropped right to the lower part of his body. In a second, I strangely
admired him and sized up his body, his strong-looking legs and a slight
protrusion in the front of his slacks.
When I looked back up, I saw for the first time in my life a glance that
mattered to me. He smiled again and his eyes seemed to moisten as if to be
dreamy and romantic. As a hot guy wanting sex but denying it for my
profession and goals, I was horny as hell suddenly and did not realize what
it was going on in me.
I was taken to my room where I immediately stripped and laid just in my
underwear. I felt a horniness that I had experienced in a way that
immediately shake me up. I was connecting to something, but I had no clue
as to what it was or why it was.
I laid there and began to think about the last woman I had fucked. In
fact, she was married and interviewed me for my exit from Hollywood and
potential movie deals to a life back in athletics.
She was pretty, could see her cleavage, wife of the owner of the weather
man on CNN. I think his name is Rob Marciano. She was hot looking and I
hear that Rob is more than hot, at least that is what women think of him.
It was not long before she asked me about my sex life and I knew that we
would sleep together by the end of that interview. And when the interview
was over, I invited her to go to a nearby coffee shop for coffee and from
there, we slipped into my hotel room which was paid for by CNN and made
wild love. Even though She did not want me to cum in her, I would have sex
in no other way. The next day when I went ot the CNN studio and saw Rob,
her husband there, I decided it was time for me to leave and not stay.
Before I left Atlanta, the wife of Rob called me and asked to see me again.
I met her, much to my stupidity, and again we made wild love, with me
cumming inside of her without any protection. She wanted sex but not for
me to cum inside of her. She said it was only adultery if I had sex by
ejaculating in her womanhood. But, even as I was fucking her good, I was
thinking about her husband watching us and the more I thought about it, the
harder I got. I finally exploded and in that I yelled out, HEY, ROB, WATCH
THIS. She was shocked and came in gushes too.
That was over a year ago, a one weekend thing.
Now I am in the Olympics Village, laying on my bed, almost totally naked,
touching my manhood.
I think it is only honest that I tell myself and others that I am not that
big down there. My cock is only 5 inches when flacid and about 6 inches
when erected. I think women found me erotic only because of my
celebrity-status, but they were more the aggressor then I was.
As I was laying down wondering why the horny rush, there was knock on the
door.
I got up and immediately put on my shorts and looked through the peephole
to see who it was and there he was, Dr. Sanjay Gupta.
I immediately opened the door and Sanjay smiled and said, I just wanted to
meet you, is it okay if I stop by and talk to you here? I said, "O sure,
come on in . . ."
I am not sure of Sanjay's age, much older than me, old enough to be a young
father to me. He sat on the sofa and I sat on my bed, both furniture in the
same room. Sanjay had evidently changed his clothes and he was wearing a
handsome athletic outfit, obviously dressed for the cold weather in
Vancouver.
Sanjay shooked my hands and told me that he always admired my skating
ability and wanted to know if I wanted company for dinner as he was alone
too. i told him, yes, I would like to have dinner with him.
I am a shy person and somehow I felt like Sanjay was a shy person too. I
heard that Sanjay was over forty years old so really he could not be my
father as I am twenty-seven years old.
But, there was something about Sanjay that really stood out to me. He was
manly, handsome, and gentle. I was young, raised by a strict father, and
wanting a softer friendship with my own gender than those driving men in my
life who were either my coaches and friends who wanted me to succeed in my
goals as an athlete.
For an odd reason, I felt very happy that I was going to go to dinner with
Sanjay. My parents were around, but I did not want them to hang out with
me while I am to focus on the Olympic events.
Before Sanjay left my room, he did something I never expected. Feeling
this tenderness between us, I felt my own manhood beginning to twitch. He
looked right at it as it was slowly protruding through my thin fabric and
he smiled. He said, "Apollo, I think you are a very nice looking young
man. Do you have a woman to take care of your needs?" I was shocked. I
thought it was too personal but I answered him any way. "No," I said, "but
I just take care of my needs myself, you know what I mean," I smiled
bashfully.
He walked up to me and said, "I am a doctor. . . I know you need to relax
before all of these competitions begin . . . I saw you in the lobby and I
saw how nerous you seemed. I always suggest a lot of sex three days before
competition.. . so go find a woman tonight, ok?" I responded, "Sanjay, I
mean, Dr. Gupta, they just don't do me. . ." Sanjay stayed quiet and the
whole room seemed to be in deathening silence.
Sanjay then said, "Apollo, go and lay down and let me relax your muscles
with some massages. You'd be okay then until you have the sex, but you
need to relax before your competitions."
As I laid down Dr. Gupta went immediately to my shoulders, then down my
body to the abdomen right above the crotch area. And as he was massaging
there, I was getting hornier and harder. Sanjay looked into my eyes and
said, "Son, you need some relief. This can be seen as a weird medical
procedure, but do you want me to massage your whole body too?"
I knew what that meant, but I did not answer.
I knew I was not the least bit interested in a man making me sexually.
But, all of the touching by this handsome doctor did affect my body's
responses.
Without saying a word back, I began to put my arms over my face as Sanjay
began to touch the outline of my hardening manhood under the fabric of my
underwear. His touch was gentle and my hardon became more intense.
I was in shock.
As I laid still, Sanjay began to massage the fabric, causing me to move my
body in a hungry rhythm of wanting more sensations. The more he moved up
and down the fabric, the hungrier I got for a hot release. And without
much effort, I began to shoot my cum right inside my underwear. I shot a
glob of boyjuice and cried out, "Fuck me, man! Fuck."
Immediately after I came, I went into shame. I jumped up and apologized
profusely to the doctor and he just smiled and told me to see what just had
happened as a medical procedure, nothing more.
We went from plans for a snack to dinner now.
The dinner in the village went well. I could not talk about what had
happened earlier, but I was dressed for kill. I never felt these emotions,
not of sex, but of a longing to be held by him.
Sanjay Gupta invited me to his room. I think he was there for the
Americans as an attending physician.
I said yes and went along with him to his little village apartment.
When I walked in, I was surprised to find Rob Marciano there. I said, "Oh,
Rob, that's you, right? Rob on CNN?" Rob looked at me, dressed only in
his briefs, and said, Yes, why? And when he said, why?, I knew something
was not right.
I also saw Anderson Cooper in the same room, all three of them, two of them
only in briefs. "I did not know they were with you, Sanjay?" Sanjay just
smiled.
Rob got up and looked at me and said, I wonder what she got from you? I
would not answer as he sounded very angry. What do you have that she does
not get better at home? I sat still thinking of a way of getting out of
there without a huge scene. I knew what Rob Marciano was thinking.
After an uncomfortable period of silence, I responded. "Look, Rob, I did
know now, ok?" Rob retorted, "But you knew the second time you were with
her, did you not?" I would not answer.
Sanjay came towards from the back and put his arms around me and began to
kiss my neck. That was too much for me so I told him, Please, Sanjay, I
need to go, not sure what is going on here, please?"
Sanjay said, "No, Rob needs his time with you, she's pregnant with your
child, and we all need some time to discuss this matter with you." And as
he whispered, his left hand held my body close to his and his hand began to
move in front of my tight jeans and unzipped it. I began to struggle, but
I knew that I could be hit if I did not act cool. As he pulled out my
manhood, he began to tell me what was going to happen.
"Rob wants to make love to you so you know his cock is larger than yours
and could make his woman to experience all of the pleasure in life. She
does not need you but you will need to know that for yourself. And when
you know it, he will never bring this up again."
I began to say, No, Sanjay. No, Rob. I am sorry, I am sorry, but please
just accept my sorry and let me go.
Not knowing Sanjay's martial arts skills, I began to fall backwards as he
was bringing down on top of him as he was falling back onto the nearby bed.
Wrapping his legs around mine, I was locked tightly and my strong but not
strong enough body was held simply by one guy who was 41 years old.
As he held me, Rob approached the bed and pulled down my zipper. Rob began
to size up my manhood and laughed out loud. You are so small, Rob said to
me mockingly, but that's not our point today. I just want to see how big
you get before you feel how big I am inside of your cute little pussy."
Rob began to pull on my cock, but I was too afraid so getting an erection
was not my first concern.
Hard as a rock, however, Sanjah released me and all three of them,
including Anderson Cooper, turned me around on my stomach. I began to
struggle, begged them to let me go.
Rob laid right on top of me and pressed his large Latino manhood in the
crack of my ass. I could sense both anger and passon in his breathng. He
was hard as a rock. He pressed agains me and said, "You are all mine
pretty boy, all mine." And with that, he began to slowl move his fit
against mine and push his nine-inch cock into my virgin ass. "Please, man,
please stop . . I begged.
My ass felt so full as his full length finally made it inside of my body.
I never felt those feelings before, but no sex with a woman or Rob's wife
could compare to the growing sensations I was feeling in that region of my
body. Although it first hurt, it eventually felt better than anything I
have ever experienced. I refused to let Rob know how good it felt, so I
laid there for as long as I could. Rob was angry in the fucking, but very
controlled, going in slowly to arouse my passion and not simply express his
hate and rage. It became tender and I became even more confused.
As Rob was pushing into me, my own average size cock was rubbing up against
the linen on the bed and such slow motions made me hard as a rock. Rob
inside of me made me feel so owned by him, I felt like I was being branded
as his and I was giving in to the new thought that sex like this was the
greatest thing I have ever felt.
Rob began to moan and groan and quietly released his manhood juice into the
depths of my bowels and I began to feel my own cock throb and shoot small
globs of virgin juice, virgin to a man's fucking. As soon as I shot my
load and felt the gushes of Rob's cum in me, I was overcome with guilt
again, just like when Sanjay made me cum earlier that afternoon.
I struggled and asked them to please release me. And when they did, I
jumped up and ran into the bathroom where I furiously clean up my ass as
much as I could do so and jumped in the shower to use the nozzle to shoot
out his cum. I felt guilt that I had enjoyed another man, the husband of
the woman I had fucked a few months ago while we both were watching her
husband doing the weather report on CNN television. There was no way I
could go back to women again after having felt the kind of sexual passion
and possessiveness that I had felt on two occasions already.
When I came out of the shower and bathroom, I had a towel draped over my
lower part and went to find my clothes when suddenly realized that Anderson
Cooper and Rob Marciano were getting it on. Anderson likes being a bottom
as they say and Rob loves using his Latino cock to fuck Anderson. I then
saw Sanjay who smiled at me and waved for me to come to him. "No, Sanjay,
I want to go, so please take me back.. . " Sanjay said, "Why when you know
you enjoyed it . . . I saw your contorted face and the pleasure you
felt. . ." "I know, Sanjay, but I am confused right now, please. . . "
Sanjay walked towards me and held my face with his hands and began to kiss
me. As a young athlete, I do not know why I had this weird feelings with
the trainers would touch my body or massage me. Sanjay as a doctor knew
what part of my body would respond and how I could easily lose control
sexually to his whims. But as he kissed me, his hands reached and pulled
my towel off of my body and held my manhood. Sanjay whispered in my ears,
"I love you, Apollo, I love you . . . " I was shocked.
All of my life, I had a close relationship with my father. My father was a
businessman and a hairdresser. I saw a lot of men in and out of our home,
but I never bothered to wonder. I never had any interest in finding my
real mother and spent most of my life on the rink or ice. I always
remember being interested in sex and touching myself all the time, but I
was too scared to try it with someone else. When I began competing in the
Olympics, I did notice that many athletes of my own sex would show interest
in me, but thinking of a man cock was not appealing to me anyway until now
. . .
Sanjay began to make love to me. He laid me down on the floor and began to
make love to my whole body, kissing me everywhere while gently pulling on
my already spent cock. I was responding to his touches and somehow felt the
love of an older guy, like an older brother or younger father and realized
my hidden curiosity of male sex. I also realized that I was never sexually
curious about my own gender with people my age, but now that a hot
professional like Sanjay was making love to me, I felt like a complete
person. I was his, all his.
I could hear Anderson moaning as Rob became more aggressive in his
lovemaking. Rob began to cuss and swear and use verbal words that began to
turn me on too. So far, lovemaking with Sanjay and really with Rob was
intense but verbally quiet. The whole idea for these men was to get me to
be totally vulnerable adn to cum while watching my face, fully contorted.
Now I heard rough fucking as Rob began to tell Anderson how he is going to
shoot his load inside of Anderson's pussy.
To be continued . . .